Shh...
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[Aesop Rock (Dose One):]
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(Well or, and this is, New York City)
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Where the shiftiest sources leak out the back door
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For more and this is New York City
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(Oh, I see these hear walk
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I, simply a shade of shepherd
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Seems we share fate, honestly)
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Oh, now wait a minute
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I notice there making mockeries of mad men
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Tend not to bend in the honesty
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My twenty thousand leagues ending grants sardonic, the sea
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(The view from this here segue crowds a listeners nothing special simply
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Listeners, how we dissolve it's spores and I'll tell you not flying)
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And I live beneath the scenic yeah, where the fossils pledged allegiance
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Where the centipedes and serpents bigot on territorial disagreements,
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The uprooted turned booty and hacked pleasure to skinny ribbons and I'll
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Suckle my skull caught beneath assumptions pumping pistons
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(Left the joke to wick, it,
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He walks whose out now, we, Aesop walls up)
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We tune out the pouts of hiding,
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Twilight street merchants, we, deity freely and been here before...
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[Dose One (Aesop Rock):]
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Murder, of holy, in cushion
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Partisan, part of the ceiling seems to be leaking, oh, oh, it's the wall
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Forbid box been broken, from man of everywhere, that's what I sleep, I love you
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It's not easy tying knots, whose paycheck may get rained
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Outstanding I shall smudge, invest, it's dull here, since we need I go beyond
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Grey, lonely, this forest is very very different,
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Friend hail things like magnets all the way meant was (It only takes one slacker)
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Traveling up, it only takes one slacker
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[Aesop Rock:]
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It only takes one slacker, to attack a lack, gritty and complies with time
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With regulations poachers poaching just to jump the batteries
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I'm juiced, noosed father, no dissed deduce
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By the ambiance of motives and the modus operandi's
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I'm supportive, sort of here to modify those monsters
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Tried to side wind pleasure captains round my hip line,
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My sit times on some here I lay my bricks alone to build these walls among
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Us dreams can spread our spores but can I run with the alumnus fungus
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After date rape, and it germs, and I burn for less fortunate starlight
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Chasers forced to use there last match to ward off the glaciers
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Pack a day profess cloud spitter literate pencifist missed the pissed drunk of concert
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Dull and system missed the funk I'm in a lull
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[Dose One: Overlaps Aesop Rock's lines]
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I'm thinking of a number from one to red, is a beautiful color
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To shade paper hat ink, I'm thinking of a beautiful color...
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Paper hat
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[Aesop Rock:]
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I'm thinking of a number
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From one to home, one riduiculous tennament with no wings to spread
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I'm home again inside my box of cardboard daze, I'm thinking of home
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And I'm home again...
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[Aesop Rock (Dose One):]
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(Funny how, faces show up, waters for me, my mouth and snore)
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It could've been me but it wasn't
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The crash and burn and burn and crash infected could collect fee indirectly but it doesn't
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(These are broken cards given
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To dues missed of friendly lips tied life is going blank, slap look,
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It's mirrored universe and one god per so many square feet, and
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Everything counts, higher life forms are dirty, dirty Aesop, every penny
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Saved, is this the city of dreams?)
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And I'm down to Earth
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(I'm down to earth, road)
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My zero hour snuffed doc, where the marked the day the mirth burns
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The time allotted, knotted loops around the plotted, boycotted the wattages
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Toys for the prodding of the rotting bottled hostage
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One time down cloud me as the useless playtime string and think it smirked
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Worthy well, your with me, from the icicle sweat to the self pity
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Sickly thread bare slid back my needle point life willow
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Man I purposely spun straw to gold to lace each last stitch perfectly
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It must have been the dust, the dust, my god, the dust he clutched the
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Dust, father to rust encrust the luck with which I touch togetherness...
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(Toy, bird, in my teeth, empathy, dwell, in merciful spring, friend)
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Odessa
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| Aesop Rock |
